See you next week.’ Susan heard his boots on the linoleum and scrambled under the covers on the couch, settling into the indentation made by her mo...her’s body in the night. She peeked out to look, her mother still on the floor, curled on her side now, staring at the bag. She heard the kitchen door slam, and her mother sobbed, picking up the bag and throwing it through the doorway into the living room. Susan ducked under the covers until only her eyes were showing, waiting, watching. She would. Georg paused at the doorway. “Are you having fun? Does throwing the household bills to the four winds bring him closer?”Clara paused and looked up at him. “No, of course not. The electric bill doesn’t tell me anything. But there’s got to be SOME clue about where he is, and what he’s doing. I know it’s in this room somewhere.”G: “You are strongly of the opinion that he is in trouble, then?”She put the electric bill back into the In Box on the corner of the desk and nodded.G: “Can you look. It was huge. I had never seen anything so daunting in my life. Are you ready to feel my ecstasy? she asked, her gorgeous hair falling around her devilish face. She walked slowly over to me, the rubber cock twitching as she moved. She reached out her hands and began to rub my clit with one as she ran her long fingers over my pussy lips with the other. I clenched my teeth, trying to contain my loud moans. P-please, not there…mmph, I weakly protested. You dont want me to fuck you? Suddenly, her. I look over at her and she is smiling mischievously. After the teacher sits back down and starts to type away at his computer I turn to her and ask ‘What are you smiling at?’ She replies ‘I know what you were thinking about and I’d like to make some of those fantasies come true one day.’ ‘Then what was I thinking about Mrs. Rachel?’ ‘Me.’ I give her a look up and down and smirk. ‘That blue looks good on you.’ She gives me a puzzled look. ‘I’m wearing a white blouse and a tan mini. What blue?’.